| it came from me to you right
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| like a meteorite
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| i never treated you right
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| i never treated you right
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| but i treated you better than any other motherfucker
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| what good are arms if i can’t hold you
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| what good are lips if i can’t kiss you
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| what good are eyes if i can’t see you
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| what good am i if i can’t be with you
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| the sweet smell of success
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| mid-price eau de cologne
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| drinking with your phone’s the new drinking alone
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| you said you’d meet me at eight
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| i dresse up the nines
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| i like to look my best when i’m getting left behind
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| what good are arms if i can’t hold you
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| what good are lips if i can’t kiss you
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| what good are eyes if i can’t see you
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| what good am i if i can’t be with you
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| what good are arms if i can’t hold you
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| what good are lips if i can’t kiss you
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| what good are eyes if i can’t see you
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| what good am i if i’m not with you
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| oh i don’t know why it ended how it did
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| you didn’t look back when you walked away
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| i guess part of me kind of always knew it would
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| the lights come on in the club and the taxis are queuing outside
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| give me a postcode and house number
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| girl i can’t be alone again tonight
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| what good are arms if i can’t hold you
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| what good are lips if i can’t kiss you
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| what good are eyes if i can’t see you
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| what good am i if i’m not with you
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| what good are arms if i can’t hold you
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| what good are lips if i can’t kiss you
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| what good are eyes if i can’t see you
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| what good am i if i’m not with you |